Bippety boppety boo

and I'm back in bland, cold, MN. i will never again go to disney world until i have children of my own and am forced by guilt to take them. the child in me still finds it an occasionally magical place, but really, all the tantruming toddlers, frustrated parents, sweaty people everywhere? eesh. yes, the parades, character sightings, rides are all wonderful until you start to wonder if the workers ever get tired of doing the same damn thing every day, if they ever just want to hit the next bratty, demanding child; if making every child's dream come true ever gets old. it's wonderful that disney promotes multiculturalism, but at the same time they're promoting stereotypes. I guess it can't be avoided, though. at least they try?

though the magic kindgdom is hard to swallow - all the moopey goopey love, positive messages and cheesey smiles give me the heebie jeebies, i can't help but wish the real world could be more like it - but only some of the time. we need a little bloodshed every now and then to keep things movin...

dilated peoples concert tonight at first ave! this will be the fifth concert i've been to in less than two weeks. hrm. oooh oooh ooh, also seeing metric (again) and korn in april...